The
Maddening Lord Montwood
The Rakes of Fallow Hall # 3
The Rakes of Fallow Hall # 3
By: Vivienne Lorret
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ABOUT THE BOOK~
Frances
Thorne learned at an early age to rely on herself. Yet, losing her job and her
home and watching her father carted off to debtor’s prison all in one day, is
too much for her to bear alone. When a generous offer of assistance falls into
her lap, she ignores her better instincts and decides to take a chance. The
last thing she needs is for the infuriating Lord Lucan Montwood to stand in her
way.
The
end of the bachelors’ wager is near, and Lucan Montwood can taste victory. Yet,
on the precipice of finally gaining freedom from his debts, he’s incensed to
learn that the beautiful Frances Thorne has fallen into an insidious trap in
the guise of a new position. Lucan can’t deny the way her lips call to him and
knows he must risk his own future to ensure her safety.
Convincing
her to trust him is the hard part and resisting her is next to impossible. But
falling in love with her? That’s far too simple.
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USA Today bestselling author VIVIENNE
LORRET loves romance novels, her pink laptop, her husband, and her two sons
(not necessarily in that order ... but there are days). Transforming copious
amounts of tea into words, she is proud to be an Avon Impulse author of works
including: “Tempting Mr. Weatherstone”, The Wallflower Wedding Series, and the
Rakes of Fallow Hall series.
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EXCERPT~
“That’s correct. You only kissed me to make a point,
after all.” Unfortunately, she couldn’t remember the point at the moment. The
darkness was wreaking havoc with her sense of reason, casting a spell.
EXCERPT~
I’m not going to kiss you again,” he said firmly. Yet
when he looked down to her mouth, he didn’t seem entirely sure.
Her lips tingled. “I made no request.”
“Yes, you did. You are,” he accused her, lifting both
hands to cradle her face. He held her still as he leaned in, not quite kissing
her. Not quite touching her with his lips. But almost. “I never should have
kissed you in the first place.”
“That’s correct. You only kissed me to make a point,
after all.” Unfortunately, she couldn’t remember the point at the moment. The
darkness was wreaking havoc with her sense of reason, casting a spell.
“I can still taste you, Miss Thorne.”
A small whimper rose from her throat. His words shocked
her. Thrilled her. “What do I taste like?”
“Temptation
in its purest form.”
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